Aqsa Malik

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2020

Stories (23)

23 Stories

1242 karma pts

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“Satan and His Gucci Gang” by Aqsa Malik

Submitted to Contest #46

“Satan and his Gucci gang...oh my god. Why is this already so funny” Cole giggles, he actually giggles, then proceeds to continue reading.“In Paradise Lost, Hell is inhabited by Satan and his possy.” A pause, he closes his eyes and purses his lips for a moment to revel in the beautiful comedy of that phrase, then proceeds. “This includes Satan himself, Mammon, Beelzebub, Belial, and Moloc, the Mean Girls of the afterlife.” He doesn’t look away immediately after he finishes reading. Instead, he blinks fast, five or six times, and suddenl...

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“Unity Through Community” by Aqsa Malik

Submitted to Contest #45

“Goodbye.”The phrase rang out in two separate tones; one of a clear female, and the other a deep baritone of a guy. Garth and I had decided that we would both say it at the same time so that we didn’t have to subject the other to making it conclusive. To making it final, even though the air was filled with the end. We weren’t special; our milieu was filled with similar images, albeit clearly more sappy and emotional. I hate to even think it, but the teenagers and young adults around us were more hopeful. Disgusting I thought as I caught...

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“Nostalgia in the Rain” by Aqsa Malik

Submitted to Contest #44

The downpour erupted so suddenly. It was as if one second Zeus was savouring his sweet ambrosia and the next the thoughts of his omnipotent mind came crashing in to remind him that the onus of Olympus and all of mankind lay upon him, causing a burst of heavy tears and lightning. I make way too many Greek mythology metaphors. Well, technically, were they even metaphors, really? Calling it that insinuates that there isn't a real possibility of the Greek Gods looking down upon us, creating and recreating our very world.The coffee coloured cafe ...

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“Shooting Daggers ” by Aqsa Malik

Submitted to Contest #43

“Nico stares at me timidly, and it feels like he’s about to reveal something important. This is definitely not the right time I think to myself as I spot the gorgons approaching ever nearer from my peripherals. The snakes on their heads hiss and slither in unnerving directions as the three sisters encroach around us in a circle. I’m ready to unleash a flurry of my demigod power, but the words that come out of Nico's mouth next could have probably stunned me for a lifetime. ““I love you Percy Jackson. I love you, and I have since t...

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“Sweaty Hands and Date Plans” by Aqsa Malik

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #42

We sit side by side, not holding hands, but not not holding them either. It was that awkward stage in our relationship where actions were tacit, but still primitive enough to be carried out with extreme caution. God forbid one party made the wrong move, and everything ended as quickly as it had begun.So we sit, our hands slightly touching, one brushing the top of the other. Enough to create sparks, but not entirely enough to trigger a full-fledged hormonal awakening. Eesha's eyes flit to our hands, barely illuminated by the neon lights flood...

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“Lucky Penny” by Aqsa Malik

Submitted to Contest #41

I’ve been through my fair share of litters (thanks to my imbecile owners who never cared enough to get me spayed, fuck you always) and hardships in my life (my singular life, not nine, just one. Humans always have to go and make whacky assumptions. I’m just a sentient cat who happens to remember her past life, not some magical, freakishly long-living fairy. Come on.) As I was regaling before being rudely interrupted by, well, my own thoughts; I’ve been through rough shit, a lot of it, but never have I been so grieved as I am now. And I’...

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“The Final Shot” by Aqsa Malik

Submitted to Contest #40

Trigger warning: school shootings • Samuel • The sound of the gunshots rang loudly before ricocheting off the cafeteria walls, an explosion of white and blue cement peppering the crimson floor. Looking around frantically while cowering under the rickety tables, I catch the reflection of my own emotions in a number of terror-stricken faces. My ears quickly become accustomed to the sound of rapid fire while my brain can’t keep up with anything. It whizzes and whizzes and whizzes and spins and spins and spins and the world comes to a sto...

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“Soul Stones ” by Aqsa Malik

Submitted to Contest #39

I gaze up at the stelliferous sky, entranced by its simplicity; the way a black canvas with sparsely placed blotches of white can evoke emotions that are ineffable. Not only do I want to be intimate with this black hole that engulfs me entirely, but I want to do it with the person next to me. I only ever want to do it with her. The majority of people that I’ve come across believe that a soulmate is your significant other, but that’s only a fraction of the defintion. To me, a soulmate can be anyone, but also, not just anyone. It’s the person...

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Author bio

Uni is currently killing me, and I truly have no idea when I'll use Reedsy to write again. Hopefully soon! If you've happened to stumble across my profile, I hope you're doing well, have a great day/evening ♡

Shortlisted 1 story ⭐️

Contest #42

Sweaty Hands and Date Plans – read story